a whorse and pet goose.

Currently 7:38 PM as I write this sentence.  And for some reason I think I have been spelling sentence wrong.. I'll have to check on that.  It doesn't look right.    * I WAS spelling sentence wrong.  Silly me. So I changed it.

What has taken months to prepare is gone.   The play has finished, and although all of a couple weeks ago I couldn't wait to be free of it, the last couple of days have made me really miss it.  Really, really miss it.

I have made amazing friends through this process and although I feel like the process of making them took a little longer than normal, I think the friendships made are far stronger than I originally planned.  I am truly going to miss seeing them every day.. what am I going to do with myself..

So enough with my depressions and how about some highlights?

The play was fantastic.  I do not know how it happened.  I do not how why it happened.  It just got extremely strong.   We all pulled our weight and instead of disappointing, which I had initially though would happen, we impressed.  Every show was different, which in theory is a bad thing, but it kept it fresh.  We discovered new things each time we performed and we changed the way we said things, the way we acted with each ball caught.   I've never laughed on stage in front of people before.. It was an oddly warm feeling I will miss. 

So congratulations cast and crew of Denis Morris' production of 'Play On!' 

And in lieu of celebrating my own successes, I went out.   Nothing connected to the show separate to the fact of going with two cast members and other friends..

Again, subjecting myself to illegal subsatnces probably was not the best decision.. but it happened, and thus, I shall blog about it because it really does not bother me that people know this much about me. 

The things I remember..:
SHREK!!!!! deer in the road... hit, crash, blood on the windshield.. I hope that didn't actually happen..
Amberlee and her boobs.. Calla and her mean face.. Taylor and her disney character..
hash not weed. weed not hash.  I made my decisions.
ponytails.   I am oh so exciting.. :|   sarcasm please.
edward cullen.. no i am not a vampire.. jacob black.. he legit looked like him though.
white eyebrows, white hair
the bird.. oh the bird..    the bird bites.   no, not me.  ponytail.   it was hilarious.
callas mean face is what i want to write about.   I have never, ever laughed so hard in my life. Ever. 
The mean faced sucked.  It looked like a sea monster that was trying not to laugh.  and kendra did not understand
oh, your earrings look good.   she didnt get it.
calla dont leave me!   she didnt.
there were pet geese too.. it was odd.
I vaguely remember a VIP room that I entered with a black light.. strange.
The crackers were awesome.  I ate mine in little pieces.. calla did not. 
And the cake was even better.  
drive home. i couldnt find my blackberry and i climbed out the back i believe..
cookie dough, chips and salsa, gross popcorn covered in chocolate, orange pop.. and life with derek of course.
bed time.    strange dreams..  grace got thick glasses and thats all I remember.

All in all.   a great night :)